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Wilmorn, human male http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20141021181121/livingpf/images/0/0f/Human_Ranger_Image01at40.jpg Wilmorn looks from the fish man to the dangerous man to the white garbed man. My first job is...an assassination? The ranger shakes his head at the thought, certain he must...

Wilmorn, human male http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20141021181121/livingpf/images/0/0f/Human_Ranger_Image01at40.jpg Wilmorn steps back involuntarily at the look from Siddhartha, and instinctively shifts his mug-filled hand to grip the...plate? Drat! He quickly sets down his food and drink in...

Wilmorn, human male Wilmorn sighs as he peels off his left hand from the mug. He notices with consternation he had unwittingly malformed the cup. Meanwhile, the redhead's words are strangely persuasive. At her mention, he glances over to the bearded, scarred man, and the aura about the man is...

Wilmorn, human male Wilmorn visibly relaxes to the redhead's warm, comforting gesture, and offers her a heartfelt smile in return. Pull yourself together, fool. Master Martin would be ashamed to see you in such sorry shape. The impressive Kepli draws his focused attention, but he manages to...

LOL! So what happens when you throw a country boy, whose encounters thus far are limited to humans, and may be a sparse (half)elf or three, and throw him into The Dunn Wright Inn? Edited to add: I'm picturing how tightly he must be gripping this mug. Is it metal or ceramic? With his strength...

Wilmorn, human male With the arrival of yet another dizzying display of diversity in this kingdom, something within Wilmorn snaps. The tiefling's question long forgotten, Wilmorn sits tensely and focuses on the drink at hand, muttering all the while to himself. "This is the city. This is not...

Wilmorn, human male Wilmorn flushes at the redhead's words. Noting her attire, he most carefully responds. "I'm Wilmorn, ser. Wilmorn of Oakhaven. Wait, did I introduce myself earlier?" Unsure of himself, he picks up the new mug to cover his discomfort. Heeding her words, he carefully takes a...

Wilmorn, human male The poor young ranger cringes involuntarily at the voice. Taking a moment to compose himself, Wilmorn makes a mental note to find out more about tieflings from Master Martin when they meet up again. "Name's Wilmorn, ser." Realizing the polite address may not be appropriate...

Hang with the ranger. You won't go (too) hungry.

Wilmorn, human male Wilmorn thanks the hosting half-orc for the mug, and manages just enough courage to follow him toward the tiefling. "Er, ahem, I can't help but overhear that you're looking for work as well. Um...mind if I join you for a bit while we wait?" He takes a look over to the quiet...

Wilmorn quivers his chin and looks like he's just about to run over and hug jkason... Instead, he'll keep an eye on that hulk of a man and that tiefling...and the half-orcs and the tengu...quite a little world going on in that Inn.

Wilmorn, human male Wilmorn looks up at the newcomer, and stares. A...what is she? The amount of new information to take in and process nearly overwhelms him as his glance travels from the burn mark down to the tail. Wilmorn thought he had seen it all in his travels with Master Martin. A short...

Oh yeah...sorry jkason got a little carried away there. Going back to the inn now...

Ooh! Ooh! Level 1, ser.

Wilmorn, human male Wilmorn stares sorrowfully into the now empty mug. With some reluctance, he motions for Grog. "Another please, good ser." He leans closer to Grog, and speaks a little more quietly, "That man there...did I hear he's looking for work as well?" He studies the muscular man...

You mean...sniff...sniff...you'd consider taking a social-misfit lot like us? sniff...sniff...

And it is a cruel fate upon Wilmorn that, amongst the new adventurers seeking work, Siddhartha could easily take the role as the face of the party. If you'll excuse me, Wilmorn is going to go cry in the corner for a while...

Ignoring the mechanical benefits for a moment, when I read the quote, my first impression is more about someone capable of thinking through things than someone who "senses" things are right. If this is all I knew, I probably would've taken INT to live the quote, focusing on lessons learned...

Wow, so much more succinct than my wall of text. How do I go about giving you kudos for that!

I am a bit curious about how you picture the man would make his mark in this world. If he ultimate lot in life is to become a tool for the powerful and wealthy (or lapdog to an infatuation), you've pretty much got the build right. He would basically be roaming like a pet without an owner, having...